中秋節(jié)的古詩(shī)英文

　　在日常的學(xué)習(xí)、工作、生活中，大家肯定對(duì)各類古詩(shī)都很熟悉吧，漢魏以后的古詩(shī)一般以五七言為基調(diào)，押韻、轉(zhuǎn)韻有一定法式。那么都有哪些類型的.古詩(shī)呢？下面是小編為大家收集的中秋節(jié)的古詩(shī)英文，歡迎閱讀與收藏。

　　望月懷遠(yuǎn)

　　張九齡

　　海上生明月，天涯共此時(shí)。

　　情人怨遙夜，竟夕起相思，

　　滅燭憐光滿，披衣覺露滋。

　　不堪盈手贈(zèng)，還寢夢(mèng)佳期。

　　VIEWING THE MOON, THINKING OF YOU

　　Zhang JiuLing

　　As the bright moon shines over the sea,

　　From far away you share this moment with me.

　　For parted lovers lonely nights are the worst to be.

　　All night long I think of no one but thee.

　　To enjoy the moon I blow out the candle stick.

　　Please put on your nightgown for the dew is thick.

　　I try to offer you the moonlight so hard to pick,

　　Hoping a reunion in my dream will come quick.

　　《靜夜思》

　　床前明月光，疑是地上霜。舉著望明月，低頭思故鄉(xiāng)。

　　Thoughts in the Silent Night

　　Beside my bed a pool of light

　　Its frost falling in the night?

　　I lift my eyes and see the moon,

　　then bow my head and think of home.

　　月下獨(dú)酌

　　李白

　　花間一壺酒， 獨(dú)酌無相親;

　　舉杯邀明月， 對(duì)影成三人。

　　月既不解飲， 影徒隨我身;

　　暫伴月將影， 行樂須及春。

　　我歌月徘徊， 我舞影零亂;

　　醒時(shí)同交歡， 醉后各分散。

　　永結(jié)無情游， 相期邈云漢。

　　DRINKING ALONE WITH THE MOON

　　Li Bai

　　(Ying Sun譯)

　　From a wine pot amidst the flowers,

　　I drink alone without partners.

　　To invite the moon I raise my cup.

　　Were three, as my shadow shows up.

　　Alas, the moon doesnt drink.

　　My shadow follows but doesnt think.

　　Still for now I have these friends,

　　To cheer me up until the spring ends.

　　I sing; the moon wanders.

　　I dance; the shadow scatters.

　　Awake, together we have fun.

　　Drunk, separately were gone.

　　Lets be boon companions forever,

　　Pledging, in heaven, well be together

　　蘇軾《水調(diào)歌頭》

　　明月幾時(shí)有?把酒問青天。

　　不知天上宮闕，今夕是何年?

　　我欲乘風(fēng)歸去，又恐瓊樓玉宇，高處不勝寒。起舞弄清影，何似在人間。

　　轉(zhuǎn)朱閣，低綺戶，照無眠。

　　不應(yīng)有恨，何事長(zhǎng)向別時(shí)圓?

　　人有悲歡離合，月有陰晴圓缺，此事古難全。

　　但愿人長(zhǎng)久，千里共嬋娟。

　　許淵沖先生譯作

　　How long will the full moon appear?

　　Wine cup in hand, I ask the sky.

　　I do not know what time of the year

　　’Twould be tonight in the palace on high.

　　Riding the wind, there I would fly,

　　Yet I’m afraid the crystalline palace would be

　　Too high and cold for me.

　　I rise and dance, with my shadow I play.

　　On high as on earth, would it be as gay?

　　The moon goes round the mansions red

　　Through gauze-draped window soft to shed

　　Her light upon the sleepless bed.

　　Why then when people part, is the oft full and bright?

　　Men have sorrow and joy; they part or meet again;

　　The moon is bright or dim and she may wax or wane.

　　There has been nothing perfect since the olden days.

　　So let us wish that man

　　Will live long as he can!

　　Though miles apart, we’ll share the beauty she displays.

　　林語(yǔ)堂先生譯作

　　How rare the moon, so round and clear!

　　With cup in hand, I ask of the blue sky,

　　"I do not know in the celestial sphere

　　What name this festive night goes by?"

　　I want to fly home, riding the air,

　　But fear the ethereal cold up there,

　　The jade and crystal mansions are so high!

　　Dancing to my shadow,

　　I feel no longer the mortal tie.

　　She rounds the vermilion tower,

　　Stoops to silk-pad doors,

　　Shines on those who sleepless lie.

　　Why does she, bearing us no grudge,

　　Shine upon our parting, reunion deny?

　　But rare is perfect happiness--

　　The moon does wax, the moon does wane,

　　And so men meet and say goodbye.

　　I only pray our life be long,

　　And our souls together heavenward fly!